Just wanted to make sure that my favorite hot mess is still alive. I dont need words, just a response of any sort. K hope youre living
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This is sufficient.
That's the last time we joust in Radio Flyer wagons after margarita night.
Just wrestled a cop. He won my shorts. I won my freedom. In fishnets and army boots. still headed to the party. would appreciate pants, but not necessary.
I got shot at today. If that doesn't get me at least a blow job I give up working on the south side
And drunk me decided to play keep away with sober me's dignity
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
I walked into a McDonalds at 8:30 am with a half-eaten apple and a solo cup. Never felt so judged.
It's gameday bitch. Man up.
ripping the fire alarm off the wall probably seemed like a better idea last night than it really was.
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
Do you have any puffy paint? I want to put "fiesta muthafuckas" on my sombrero but its too much to bedazzle.
There's not really an emoticon that says "I'm sorry I honked your boobs, and that you weren't a fan of that."
sorry for pouring tequila vodka and whiskey down your throat and left you to sleep on a table
I made a nest in his bed. I'm not leaving
Apparently when you start crushing adderall and blending them into your margaritas calling them blenderalls you have "a problem" WTF
she's 6'2. you bet your ass i slept with her.
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